After learning the news of Di Biao's escape, Klein killed all the guards who were doing things poorly and immediately sent his generals to surrounding cities to search for Di Biao's whereabouts.
Only this man must not be let go.
To be honest, he was afraid of this face. It was a kind of... strange fear that he had hated to the extreme. He was afraid that when he met him again, he would still be weak and powerless.
So he had to overcome this fear. Even if SCT spread posters of Hero DB all over the world, even in the barren land of Southeast Asia, Klein didn't stop him.
He must always stare at that face, overcome his own weakness, overcome the violent past, until he is strong enough to abuse him at will.
And Di Wei was abandoned by SCT, which also made him lose his mind. He killed people in the nightclub and caused commotion regardless of the consequences. Maybe he just wanted to have one last carnival.
This foolish behavior led to corresponding consequences. Klein's men quickly found this place. They can run rampant in this country because Klein is the actual power holder here and can execute the king at any time.
No less than ten infected people in military uniforms entered the night scene one after another, surrounding Di Yi. They looked ferocious and spoke incomprehensible bird songs. The muzzles of their rifles were all pointed at Di Yi's head.
The waiter's heart trembled and he subconsciously wanted to squat down.
But suddenly.
A kind of great power suddenly came, a flash of inspiration, as if a certain belief sprouted in an instant, but the specific words could not be captured.
The mediocrity and anger of the entire world had already exhausted his strength, but at this time, a belief struck the deepest chord in his heart.
Bang bang bang!
The hail of bullets added to the dazzling lights of the night club with brilliant tongues of fire. Before Di Biao suddenly realized that he had been hit by dozens of bullets, he was instantly beaten to a pulp.
Di Wei far underestimated that kind of crazy worship. Perhaps what they longed for was not a heroic DB, but just longed for self-dignity.
The waiter jumped over and blocked all the next bullets for him.
Only one reason is enough.
Just because he is...hero db.
"Without sacrifice, we...will..."
"Nothing."
He said this with a smile, almost with enthusiasm.
Bang!
A bullet blew his head into pulp.
Immediately afterwards, visions of these infected sergeants came one after another, and they all swept towards Di Biao.
I don’t know if it’s the vision of the infected person or the power of the moraceae plant.
Di Wei lost consciousness.
Falling into long-lasting memories.
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That was when I was very young.
There are three things that Di Biao's father loves to do most, one is watching TV, the other is drinking, and the third is beating people.
He suspected that Di Biao was the bastard created by his wife and other men. This inference was quite reasonable because his wife had indeed cheated on her during marriage and had been with countless men.
He blamed all the reasons on society, class and money.
"What you said on TV is right."
"All the problems stem from this bad system."
"These traitors exploit their compatriots like animals. The total amount of production remains unchanged. The rich can only get richer by relying on the poor to get poorer."
Di Wei is only about eight years old, short in stature, and with extremely sinister eyes. After years of watching the news that talks about current affairs, he knows what can please the people at the bottom, media brainwashing, mental castration, and the pursuit of freedom.
.
He knew how to get the coward to stop complaining, even his father.
"Do you think saying these words can make me happy?"
"If you want to become a man, Di Wei, you must go through the baptism of blood and fire before you can become a real man, just like me on the battlefield."
When Di Biao's father saw Di Biao, he would think of that bitch's affair. After taking a sip of wine, the current affairs news was still being broadcast on the TV.
In addition to watching TV and drinking, he started his third hobby.
Di Wei had no expression on his face and consciously closed the door to his room to prevent his neighbors from hearing the sound of broken wine bottles and beatings with shovels.
Ten years later.
When Di Wei opened the door to his house again, he was already tall. He came back specially today to get his eighteenth-year-old coming-of-age gift.
"It's better not to drink today."
"It's meaningless if the only one you defeat is a drunkard."
Di Wei looked at the man on the sofa who was still drinking and watching TV, and said expressionlessly.
"When I was on the battlefield, people like you could kill ten of them."
His father is already a little old, but he is still strong and strong due to his high strength as a soldier.
But when Di Bong was in his prime, he was beaten half to death. He was pushed to the ground and hit with a blaster, which caused his head to bleed. Even so, his father still did not beg for mercy.
"Come on, kill me."
Father Di Zhuo said this.
However, Di Wei did not act in a hurry, he just said calmly.
"Actually, I visited that woman, your wife."
"Her new marriage partner is not a rich man, he is just an ordinary man."
"The real situation is that it is not the victimization delusion of the weak as you think."
"It's just that you... are just a coward who can't control women."
Di Wei's powerful fist hit his father's face, and the sound of broken bones could be heard.
His father was vomiting blood.
He said his last words.
"You are now the little leader of criminals, right?"
"You will only get stronger."
"It was me who made you, turned you into a..."
"A real man."
His father was laughing wildly and his face was extremely ferocious.
Just say it.
Di Zhu picked up his clothes and pulled him...
He was beaten half to death and was reduced to human form.
All the blood splashed on his face, but there was still no fluctuation in his eyes. It was only when his father's movements became weaker and weaker, and finally he was just breathless, that he stopped.
Because he is still waiting for the formal procedure to inherit the last bit of inheritance from this coward. Although it is not much, it is only this house, but it is enough.
Di Zhu stood up slowly, went to the dilapidated bathroom to wash his face, wiped his hands with a towel, then sat on his father's sofa, drank his father's wine, and looked at his father's favorite
Watch current affairs news.
"Hold."
"What a bunch of fucking idiots."
Di Wei watched the people on the news complaining and took a sip of wine.
"This feeling... is actually not bad."
Di Wei didn't take the past to heart at all.
The most boring thing in the world is nudity.
The second boring thing is honesty.
And the third boring thing is the tragic past.
These are just insignificant episodes.
Because this is...
A real man.
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A basin of cold water woke Di Wei from his dream.
The office is as spacious as a palace, the bikini beauties shivering in the indoor swimming pool, and the cold-faced Klein.
Klein grabbed Di Bong's hair.
"Do you think you can escape..."
"Once...I thought you were extremely powerful because you were a complete madman."
"However, I see you hiding like a lost dog now xz."
"I discovered something."
"No matter how you use evil and violence to disguise yourself as a madman."
"After bloody tearing off his mask."
"It's just a mortal body."
Klein said calmly. At this moment, he finally overcame his fear and looked at Di Biao as if he were looking at a dead person.
